Chapter 21

Daniel entertained the heat coming off me with the same amount of passion as I did. Our tongues swayed in a dance that only our heart knew the melody.

He held me tightly by my waist and I let out a soft moan and then suddenly, he stopped the kiss and I groan in despair of not being able to taste the mint of his breath on me anymore.

"Why did you stop?" My voice was rough. Not what I had expected but with the look of raw passion in the eyes of my brother, I felt like I was tasting a forbidden fruit and it fueled me up even more.

"Are you sure you know what you are doing?" He asked me

I could tell that he did not want this to be one of the many things I hold him by the neck for. He did not want to write any more bad pages in my book but if only he knew how much what was happening would get me to rip off the old page and start writing a perfectly new one, he would focus more on kissing me than on talking.

"Are you drunk or something?" He asked again.

"I am not drunk," I said softly